My name is Jessica. I am a 33 year old working mother of one. I would like to share my testimony of God’s restorative healing in my body through the ministry of deliverance. I had a diagnosed case of epilepsy for 12 consecutive years.
During that time I was under a doctor’s care and taking three different types of medicine. Even with this care and continued prayer, I continued to suffer from sever epileptic seizures.
In 2001, I had an opportunity to meet Jess Parker and learn about the deliverance ministry. The Holy Spirit prompted Jess to pray for me and revealed to him that the seizures were due to a spirit of epilepsy attacking me. After two hours of prayer, I was delivered from epilepsy.
I write this in 2009… Eight years later! I am blessed and excited to share that I have been released by my doctors and continue to live seizure- free.
In the fall of 1999, I became terribly anxious that something was wrong. This continued for a few weeks and one morning I woke up with what I thought was a monstrous flu. It frightened me when I suddenly recalled years before I’d had a similar debilitating flu that had started the decline of my eyesight. I went to a doctor but got continuously worse. I had developed a continual pulsing electric shock in my skull. I was in unimaginable torment. It’s too painful to dredge up all that I endured but I will say my one and only job was not to end my life.
Doctors tried to help but nothing they did or suggested helped. What it did manage to do was to make my life even more miserable.
By the second year, I could barely function, and with a great deal of suffering... During that time, my sister suggested a church that was giving lectures on deliverance. It wasn’t something I would have thought of or sought out. A few months later I passed a flowered cross on the roadside and when I looked at it something slammed me in the back of the head. I looked behind me but no one was there.
I can’t describe how much that disturbed my reality.
I called Glad Tidings Church and found out that deliverance classes were starting there in a couple of days. I figured I could go and if it was too weird or something I could always leave. That night I was startled awake by an unimaginable, unendurable and unrelenting high pitched shrieking sound in my head. My husband is the only thing that kept me from harming myself...
I was desperate, I was really scared and I knew I had no defense against this. There was no way to push through this, no way to survive it. I made up my mind to go to those classes and I was adamant with my family that I was going and they were going to take me. (I could no longer see at night and I seldom drove even in the day.
I was ready, willing and open for the deliverance process to work... At that time my only relationship with God was to plead and beg him to fix whatever was causing the blindness and deafness but most of all the constant pain.
I started the classes and I listened and studied. I had hoped to be one of those people that got instantly delivered and totally healed all at once. Not so. My deliverance was to be amazing and hard fought, but with many victories along the way.
I would like to think it was so I could savor and appreciate each victory along the way and not that I was to bullheaded to receive God’s glory all at once. It was probably some of both.
At the first few classes, nothing unusual happened. Then one night after class, as we drove home, I began to yawn uncontrollably, I yawned for at least twenty minutes, huge jaw wrenching yawns and I knew I was not sleepy. I knew demons were finally leaving me.
For the next few weeks I made tremendous progress. I was understanding, learning, and loving the power that is in the name of Jesus and using it to cast demons out of myself all through the day. My world was expanding. I could see detail again. I could see people’s expressions. I could watch TV, I could read, I could easily drive again and I could see at night.
I got up one morning and suddenly began to praise God for all His creation. I was shocked that I was still in pain and I was bubbling over with appreciation for the life he had given me. I got up and suddenly had an insatiable desire to read study and understand the bible for hours and hours a day.
Within weeks I had two tremendous explosions burst out the back of my skull. Instantly, I had greater movement and less pain. Later that day, another stronghold was ripped from my chest. I say ripped because the sensation of a fist size hole was so strong I kept covering the spot with my hand.
I had really disappointed myself earlier in the day by rambling on for 11/2 hours about various concerns instead of praying and using the name of Jesus to cast out the demons instead. As I pondered this, I realized the common thread running through the conversation with myself was fear. I didn’t want to ruin my next session with Jess so I spent the rest of the day casting out fear in the name of Jesus. That evening a strong spirit of fear left me when I wasn’t even praying.
It’s rather funny that the next day when I was checking all my various ailments, trying to figure out what all had left the day before, I couldn’t really tell. It just felt like a great morning, it felt clean and clear, I felt clean and clear. I seemed completely void of any stress, dread or worry. I seemed calm and at ease and happy.
I don’t think you have to be good enough or smart enough to receive the protection Christ has promised us. I certainly wasn’t ten years ago when I first started attending the Tearing Down Stronghold classes but I was a child of God. When I discovered who I was in Christ and was willing to fight and defeat my enemies through the power of His name, I drove out the demons that had robbed me and were tormenting my life.
I hope this testimony will encourage others not to settle for a life of torment. You are a child of God. Claim it. Live it. Be blessed.
All my life I was told ghost stories and wives tales. When I was 3 years old, I was watching “Lost in Space” and there was a mummy on this particular episode. That night, I awoke to see this same mummy standing at the foot of my bed. This was the beginning of my fear of darkness.
For forty years the fear of darkness had me afraid to go outside alone after dark. Even while in the arm forces, I struggled with a fear of darkness in spite of the fact that I was carrying a loaded rifle. It made no sense to me that I would still be afraid of the dark even when carrying a loaded gun. Even after I received Christ as my Lord and Savior, the fear remained with me.
In 2001 I met Jess Parker and ask him to pray for me. He cast the spirit of fear out and sense that day I have been free of the fear of darkness. I am now aware of the power that is within me through Christ and any time I am confronted with fear of any kind, I resist it and immediately its power is broken.
I had struggled for many years with an intense hatred I had for my three teenage sons. They were great sons and this hatred had been with me sense the day each one was born. I could never understand why I felt this unreasonable resentment and hatred toward them.
In 1998, I ask Jess to pray for me to break this off my life. He cast out a spirit of hatred. The demon spoke through me, saying he was an Indian Spirit, (I am full blood Cherokee Indian) and he hated my sons because they are half breeds). Jess cast the spirit out and it totally changed my attitude towards my sons.
It has been 11 years now and they are grown and married and I have a great relationship with all three of them. Praise the Lord for his delivering power.
I was a 55 year old Spirit filled Christian woman, actively serving in my local church. I was married to a Godly man, whose unselfish love had covered and sustained me through my countless bouts with deep depression.
We had lost a son at 7 years old due to a heart condition, which caused unbearable pain for me. We had two sons and a daughter, all married to Godly spouses with two of them serving in ministry in their home churches. They were my great joy. (1 John 4)
For the most part, I functioned in a normal everyday capacity, hiding my misery from everyone, even my family. The pain inside could only be conquered by one thing, according to the enemy, who was my constant companion. If I wanted real peace and rest, I was the one person who could make it happen, by killing myself.
The first time I remember really trying to accomplish this was in the 5th grade. Then over the years, I had used pills, razor blades and a gas oven, but each time God in His mercy, prevented me from taking my life.
The thought of a Christian being demonized was unthinkable to me. It just couldn’t happen. Then after reading a pamphlet Jess wrote, “Heading for the Hills”, I began to understand it could be true. A recent attempt at suicide had left me despondent and I asked Jess to pray for me for deliverance from the spirit of suicide.
That became a very intense bout of spiritual warfare for Jess. He never gave up, even when the spirit of suicide fought so hard against leaving; I just wanted to give in. It turned out to be not just one but several big demons. After Jess got the big ones out, the rest left without much of a fight.
Had it not been for Jess’s deliverance ministry, my life would have gone on without victory until one of my attempts had been successful. It felt like God reached down inside me and removed what was there, and then replaced it with brand new thoughts and feelings. He restored my joy and gave me a new life which did not include any thoughts of self- destruction.
I shall always be thankful for the first passage of scripture He put in my heart after my deliverance from depression and suicide; Lamentations3:22-23. I had been a smoker for 40 years, totally addicted to nicotine, unable to quit despite repeated attempts. I was delivered from even the desire to smoke again.
It has been 11 years since I was set free of suicide and depression and addiction to nicotine and my life is has been one of peace, victory and complete freedom in Christ.
My name is Jennifer Givens. I am thirty-eight years old and have been blessed with three amazing children, Colby 16, Amillia 14 and Mollie 12. I have been married to the man of my dreams for almost eighteen years. I am truly blessed. I grew up in a Christian home and have known the Lord personally since I was twelve years old. I have loved God since then, but I have to say that until I was diagnosed with cancer that I was not passionate for him. Looking back, battling cancer is now the pivotal point of my walk with Him.
In January of 2004, I was diagnosed with Large B Cell Non-Hodgkin’s Lymphoma. I have to say that the first thing I experienced was fear! The fear of death is an amazing thing, and cancer is a big word. When the doctor told us that I had cancer, it was almost as if he were talking about someone else. My immediate thought went towards my children, which at the time were 7, 9 and 11. I told my husband that my kids needed ME. Clint told me, “they’re gonna have you.” Clint was an amazing rock that God blessed me with beyond measure, but unfortunately, Clint could not fight this battle for me. I really wish he could have!
The day I found out I was sick, I experienced the Lord in a way I had never before. That evening, we prayed as a family. I pictured myself alone at the cross, and for the first time, I experienced a true passion for the Lord. I came to the point where I had to decide what I truly believed. Not what my husband believed or what my family believed, but what I personally believed. God showed me that he took those stripes for me and my healing! This was the first step. From that day on it was as if He was equipping me for the battle ahead. We read His word and one of the first things that God showed us, was that we needed go to the elders and pray. We did just that. What an amazing feeling it is to experience God’s love and support with the leadership of your church. I remember going to church to pray with our pastor and some of the leadership of our church. I felt as if the weight of the world were on my shoulders with fear and doubt and anxiety filling me. I left with the amazing peace of God that passes all understanding! I really did. It was nothing I mustered up and decided, it was just God and his amazing peace that he blessed me with!
Although I did have his peace and felt like He was really equipping us with His armor, I really battled my mind. I knew in my heart that God was going to take care of me, but there seemed be horrible thoughts of death, and reminders all of the good people that I had known that had died of cancer. The enemy was really good at bringing lots of them to mind. This was a hard thing for me to battle. When I shared this with Clint, we decided to talk to Jess Parker about deliverance. We knew some about deliverance, but not much. We met with Jess a handful of times. The things we learned about spiritual warfare and deliverance were life changing. Jess shared with us so many practical, biblical principals, and how powerful our minds in Christ really are. There was one time that he prayed for me and he said, “Jennifer, I want you to tell me how you picture that tumor inside of you.” And I told him, “well, I picture it very large and ugly.” And he told me,” OK, now tell me how you want it to look”. I remember thinking, what? So I said, “OK, I want it to look like a little piece of garlic that has been in the refrigerator for about a year!” He told me, “now when you pray against cancer and that tumor, that is how I want you to picture it.” It seems like such a little thing, but as soon as I would have a thought of how huge and ugly that tumor was, I would think, no, and imagine that little withered piece of garlic. Another thing Jess asked me was, “What are some things you want to do that you feel like you won’t be able to?” I told him, “I just want to go to my son Colby’s little League baseball games and watch him play.” Jess kind of laughed and said, “Let’s think a little more long term than that.” I said, “Ok I want to be able to be at my girls’ weddings and watch their Dad walk them down the aisle and I want to rock my grandbabies on my porch.” He said, “Ok, now when the enemy comes in and fills your mind with thoughts of fear and thoughts that you are going to die a young mom you in turn think about those good thoughts and dreams you just talked about.” And I did. I exchanged lies of the enemy with promises of God!
We prayed at length each time we met. The way Jess prayed was amazing. I had never known we had such God given authority over the enemy. Jess instructed us that we could rebuke the enemy and his demons that were tormenting my mind had to flee. It opened my eyes to a completely new way we could pray and battle. It was so affective.
These are just a few examples of how God used Jess and his ministry of deliverance in my life. I feel as if God used him to help equip me to battle the enemy. Today, five years later, I am cancer free and use the tools that Jess taught me in many life situations. I feel like the biggest battle of my life (cancer) was the best thing I have ever experienced. I would not change it for the world. The intimacy and things I received from the Lord during this time, I cherish even more than the healing I received. God took what the enemy meant to kill me with and made it the biggest blessing of my life. I will never be the same and for that, I am grateful. I thank God for using Jess Parker and his ministry for being an instrumental part of the healing that took place!
Principles I learned from Jess:
- Spiritual warfare is real.
- Cancer is not a god.
- There is power in the blood and the name of Jesus.
- God has given us authority over the enemy.
- We can rebuke the enemy and he has to flee.
Oregon House, Ca.
I Approximately 8 years ago my wife and I attended one of your Wednesday night classes, “Tearing Down Strongholds”. I believe this was a ten week course; however, we were only able to attend one session. The session we attended was titled “Anger, Frustration and Rage.
I had become a Christian about 25 years prior to attending this class and at the time of my conversion the Lord dramatically changed my life. I definitely had become a “new creation”. God graciously restored me to a new life with Him. I use to have a terrible temper and could fly into a rage with little or no provocation and when Christ came in, the majority of my temper disappeared.
Over the years I had grown and matured considerably, but I noticed that my temper was slowly coming back into my life. Anger had always been an issue in my family and I believe it is a generational curse that has been passed down.
At the beginning of the class, Jess prayed, asking God to reveal to the participants any experiences in our past that might have given the enemy a foothold into our life. The holy Spirit immediately began showcasing all kinds of experiences from my life as a youngster that involved rage and violence. I actually heard very little of the class as the Holy Spirit had my full attention.
Jess had a time of prayer with several members of his prayer team praying for us. I went back to my seat but still had a burden that had not lifted. Jess approached me and asked if I had requested prayer and I told him that I had. I explained that I felt anger had been passed down to me by my father and that I had passed it to my children.
Jess prayed for me again that the Holy Spirit would reveal anything that might have caused a wound the enemy had entered my life through. As he prayed, God brought to my memory an experience with my father that happened when I was very young. I had forgotten about this incident until that moment.
The Holy Spirit replayed this experience in my mind’s eye and I saw and felt that emotional wound as if it had just happened. I was crushed. All of this pain that was held inside of me for close to 50 years was released in just a few minutes of prayer... It was a supernatural experience that lifted a huge burden off of my life. It was as wonderful as when I received Jesus as my Lord and Savior!
What a glorious feeling I had the next day at the construction site where I was working. All day I had the strangest feeling of being light and free. When I left the jobsite site, I came up on the freeway and a guy in a car cut me off and then gave me the one finger salute. It was at that very moment that I realized I had been totally delivered from that generation curse of anger and violence.
I called my wife on my cell phone and told her what had just happened and told her there may have been one day in my life when I hadn’t gotten angry and upset but I did not remember such a day. This was the first day in my life that I was anger free.
You should know this was not a one day wonder; this lasted for close to three months before I got mad again. Has it tried to come back? Of course, but I now know that I can rebuke it and tell it to leave and that I am in charge and have dominion over these spirits. I am free indeed.
Through the power of prayer and deliverance, I’ve been healed of migraines.
I began suffering from migraines following the birth of my son in 1988. It started with headaches that grew more severe with time. The doctors tried many different medications, but the headaches only got worse. The severe headaches turned into migraines.
The migraines were so bad that it was debilitating, often sending me to bed. I could barely lift my head and it was impossible to hold any food down.
I had to sleep in a quiet dark room. I would take several prescription medications to knock me out and pray that when I woke up, the migraine would be gone.
Any kind of stress or anxiety would trigger an attack. As the migraines worsened I started going to the doctors for a shot as soon as I felt one coming on. Eventually the doctor gave me the injection to administer to myself. There were times when I would say, “I would rather go through childbirth than have a migraine”. After trying every painkiller and treatment known, I just accepted migraines as something I had to live with.
In December 2000, Jess and Juanita Talbott prayed for me and cast out a demon of migraine and fear of migraine. I realized that the opposite of the fear that triggered my headache was faith. When they cast out the spirits, I felt an immediate change and I knew I was free of headaches. I was also free of the spirit of fear that brought on the migraines. I no longer measure the intervals between attacks. I have begun a new way of life.
I have been free of migraines for 8 years now. God did a work in me that day in December. I am free of migraines. If freedom is possible for someone like me, it’s possible for anyone.
In 2002 we gave our lives to Jesus. We had grown up as Sikhs and this decision led to many friends and family feeling betrayed and removing themselves from our lives. Our family slowly accepted our decision but the majority of the friends never returned to our lives.
We had been introduced to Jesus in 1999 by Dave & Cheryl Bryan. They had come to speak to us at our request when Jas was paralyzed on his left side and the doctors were not able to give us any medical reason. At the same time he was having episodes of yawning constantly (sometimes days at a time non-stop), raging, angry episodes and what is best described as manifestations of familiar spirits speaking through him by using his body and voice. We had heard that the Bryan’s church had a deliverance ministry and they could do something about this.
We met Jess Parker during this time along with a group of other people from the church who prayed deliverance. At that time we were not ready to commit our lives to Jesus because we knew it would disconnect us from our family and friends. We had some conversations and prayer times with this group and then went our separate ways.
In the summer of 1999 we took our 2 young children and went to India for 6 months. Jas had to go in a wheelchair since his left side was still not completely working, especially his leg. The objective of our trip was to find spiritual help in our home country. We had already consulted a few seers and other holy people at home to get some answers. We knew that part of the reason for the paralysis was that in 1995 Jas had gone to India and had disrespected a muslim grave, the spirits that spoke through him had told us that and it was confirmed by the holy people we consulted. Upon our arrival in Punjab, India Jas and the men in the family made there way to the muslim grave to repent and ask for forgiveness. They were accompanied by a holy man who would take care of the required prayers and such. Jas went to the grave with difficulty since he was barely walking with a cane and the ground is rough farmland. As soon as he kneeled down and repented at the grave his leg was fine. He got up and left his cane there.
We spent the next 6 months visiting many holy men and seers and doing everything that they said.
The leg was now working with no problems but the yawning and the spirits speaking through him still had to be taken care of. Most of the seers and holy men told us something that had to be done, and offering, prayers, etc, but eventually would say that the spirit behind all of this was too strong for them to control. They could not bind this spirit and take care of it. Quite a few of them begged to have us leave their premises because the spirit that they worked with was intimidated by the spirit that we were dealing with. A couple came to the house to deliver Jas but left in a very big rush when they were overpowered by this spirit in Jas. It was comical and tragic, these people were supposed to be the most powerful spiritual leaders around and they were running.
In Feb 2000 it had been 6 months and we flew back home to CA. We felt that the leg was fine and we would slowly just find a solution to the other stuff. We sold our house and moved to WA to be closer to family in Canada. During the year up there our lives fell apart completely. Our finances were a mess from all the medical bills from the doctors and experts and we had used quite a bit of money for the India trip trying to get help.
On top of this, Jas started experiencing extreme anger episodes almost daily and the yawning continued. We moved to Everett after a year because of Jas’ job and were only there for a few months before things escalated. The anger and rage got worse. We were constantly in touch with family in India as they kept consulting seers for us to get help.
In Jan 2002 it got to be too much for me and I went back to CA with our children. I started going to church and committed my life completely to Jesus. Jas came to visit in late Feb/early March and came to a service at the church.
During the altar call he came forward and gave his life to Christ. Immediately after praying the manifestations started. We were able to get him to Jess Parkers office and that was the start of many long hours of deliverance. The prayer times continued on a regular basis for the next 2 years with Jess. At first the rage and anger as these spirits were made to leave in the name of Jesus was intense. As the months progressed the prayer times became less dramatic and the freedom kept growing.
Within the first year we had to go to a family wedding in Canada and every person commented on how calm and anger-free Jas was. They marveled at the change in him.
Most of them had known him since he was a small child and they just could not get over how much he had changed.
Now there is complete freedom from anger, the constant yawning and the manifestations. We have spent the last 5 years enjoying the freedom and growing in God and His Word.
Eight years ago, my wife and I brought a beautiful little four year old boy home with the intention of adopting him as soon as the law would permit. This little guy was a dream come true. We were so excited, we couldn’t believe he was going to be our very own son.
Our dream turned into a nightmare within days of bringing him home. One day without provocation, he suddenly became enraged and start screaming and throwing things and kicking us and kicking the walls. He screamed such filthy obscenities we were horrified. As horrifying as all this was, I think we could have dealt with it if it had just been an anger problem. But that was only the beginning. He soon started turning into a serpent like creature, hissing and slithering across the floor just like a snake. This started happening about once or twice a week. It turned our life and home into a living horror story.
Each incident ended the same way. After a few minutes, he would curl up in a fetal position and remain that way until he regained his senses and then say in a childlike repentant voice, “I did something naughty, didn’t I.” This nightmare went on for weeks and we felt like we were all going insane. After each agonizing bout, we would try to gather our wits and pray that this one would be the last time. But it happened again and again.
I struggled with my thoughts for as long as I could and finally admitted to myself what I had been afraid to even entertain before. Our little boy had demons living in him and we were all being tormented by them.
I took him to my Pastor and explained what was happening and Pastor Dave agreed it was demonic. He prayed for our son and I took him home almost afraid to hope he was free. I counted each day thanking God for his miraculous deliverance. On the 29th day, he had another incident just like the previous ones. We were totally devastated.
I called to set up another appointment but Pastor was out of town so I ask to have Jess Parker pray for him. I shared with him how Pastor had prayed and he was fine for 28 days. God revealed to Jess that there were legal rights the demon had from sexual abuse his biological mother had suffered while she was pregnant with our son. He prayed a prayer of repentance for the sin perpetrated against his biological mother and then commanded the snake demon to leave. The demon fought and resisted for about thirty minutes and then came out.
That was eight years ago and our son has never had any recurrence of that demonic nightmare to this day. He is a fine young man and we are so proud of him, and so grateful to God for setting him free of that horrible snake demon.
Shortly after high school I began to struggle with depression and thoughts of suicide. What was strange about this is that it wasn't a gradual onset of negative feelings but seemed to come out of nowhere. It's difficult to explain what I was feeling. The easiest way I can put it is it was as if I was hollow inside, like there was a black hole sucking away everything that made me want to get up every day and enjoy my life. I didn't want to die because something horrible was happening; I simply had no motivation to live.
I struggled with this emptiness for years. The longer it went on, the more debilitating it became. I had trouble sleeping and always felt distracted, which affected my work performance and day to day activities. I had times when I felt happy and had fun, but those moments where few and far between.
My emptiness led me into a role playing game called “Black and White” I created a warrior god I called “Damius.” Before long he turned from being my champion to become my tormenter causing the depression and thoughts of suicide to intensify.
By the grace of God, I began to realize this was a spiritual issue. I was prayed over by some of my family and eventually went to have prayer sessions with Jess Parker. He and one of my family members prayed over me several times over the course of two or three days. I can say with all confidence that I was delivered from evil spirits by God through that prayer.
I'm not saying that my life has been perfect since that day, life never is. But I have motivation and joy in my life again. My eyes have also been opened to the reality of how evil spirits can torment a person and rob them of the joy and reduce life to a miserable existence.
Thank you Jesus for setting me free from my tormenter and thank you Jess Parker for helping me get free. You are the most knowledgeable person I've ever met concerning this subject.
I suffered from migraine headaches for most of my life. I remember as a young boy lying in a dark room with a warm cloth over my forehead, wishing I could die. After many tests and numerous medicines, I still had no relief. It continued on into my adult life where I suffered with migraines on weekly basis.
I shared my sickness with a friend and he suggested it might be a spiritual attack. I ask Jess to pray for me and when he started praying, I realized there were other problems from spirits that triggered the migraines. I had always struggled with fear, anxiety and anger. As these spirits that had triggered the migraines left, the migraines left as well.
My life has changed so much; no fear, no anxiety, no anger and no migraines week after week. My wife has a new husband, my sons a new dad and our business is now prospering. Thank you Jesus for your delivering power.